She made a rich person joke. None of us laughed, we weren’t her target audience.
Her life story is in her voice, flat and passionless. She was born bored.
What do you do when the mouse refuses the trap?
An assistant projected bolts of tortuous pain through its eyes, but they bounced off my uncaring shoulder.
She would not make eye contact, looking always down. Maybe because she is short and it pained her to look up to me.
You can’t force the mouse into the trap, you can only depend on its greed and stupidity.
She said the original art warmed the large room but I did not notice a temperature change.
She saw me only once, when I translated her convoluted command for the man next to me, reshaping the spiky object into a shape more easily swallowed.
How do you catch a mouse that is neither greedy nor stupid?
The rich arrange the lives of people who can not refuse their favors.
I left without anyone noticing my departure.
Without receiving my tip.
Without taking the bait.
—
Mind of a Mouse 
Your drawing reminds me of the old game we used to play as children where you had to build something to trap the mouse when the little ball rolled all over your project.
LikeLike